Both men’s cocks felt hot and so very hard in my hands as I continued to wank them. I’d slowed the pace right down now and made sure that the long downward strokes pulled hard enough to ease their foreskins back exposing their swollen bell ends. I gripped both throbbing pricks firmly and now began to pump them in my fists in time with each other enjoying watching the older strangers grey-hair covered balls swinging wildly from side to side compared to the tighter, firmer and shaven balls of Joe. Both men were looking down at me intently as I knelt between them on the sauna floor in only my bikini bottoms, my top having been pulled down a few minutes earlier giving added under support to my tits as they bounced together. Hubby had treated me to a new bikini only days before and insisted that I pose in it for him. I had no idea that the next time that I’d be wearing it I would be servicing two relative strangers and couldn’t wait to let my Husband Olly know the details…
Category: Erotica
“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Eight of eleven [MF, FF, Incest]
# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon
**CHAPTER EIGHT**
C.J. backed away from Melissa warily—a comical sight, given that he was twice her size. “I didn’t know they were gonna do that,” he insisted with quiet urgency. “Honest.”
“You just sit down there and hush, young man.” She shoved his broad chest lightly. He sat down hard on the wet stone at the water’s edge. “I’m not through with you.”
She braced her small hands on his big thighs and leaned toward him in the water, her face inches from his cock. He was still half-erect, despite all the commotion. Understandable enough—he was, after all, standing amid a crowd of naked women, all of whom he probably fucked often.
Melissa blew a puff of warm air across the upper surface of his prick. It stiffened visibly and began rising again. She extended her wet tongue, swiping it across his cock knob and then circling the rim. She flicked the tip of her tongue at the sensitive skin on the underside of his shaft, just behind the head.
Poet Anne Stevenson passed away
A lovely poem:
Don’t think
that I don’t know
that as you talk to me
the hand of your mind
is inconspicuously
taking off my stocking,
moving in resourceful blindness
up along my thigh.
Don’t think
that I don’t know
that you know
everything I say
is a garment.
Escape from Subspace #1 [MF, Feminisation, Fiction, Femdom]
“Oh baby I’m gonna cum, oh fuck yeah, oh. Oh. Fuck. Yeah. Come. On. Fuck. Oh. Yes. Oooh… whew.”
You collapsed on top of your wife, your stomach pressing into her back, pinning her to the bed. Her arms folded under her chin, her head cocked to the side staring out the window. Your cock rapidly deflating inside her as a pitiful amount of cum leaked from her pussy.
“Oh yeah baby. You enjoy that babe?” You asked her.
“Babe?”
“Huh? Sorry. Yeah. Yeah I loved it honey”, she was daydreaming. She barely heard what you said. let alone enjoyed what you’d done.
“Good, you cum too?”, you smiled.
“Yeah, so hard. Mmmm”. She fakes a smile back, you couldn’t tell though, because you are head over heals in love with her.
All your friends said you were punching above you weight. Big time. You weren’t unattractive, but you weren’t the typical chiselled man that she’d dated before. You’d tried to compensate for this recently by growing a beard, drinking protein shakes and working out, all in the hope that you’d develop washboard abs and manly looks, but it wasn’t working.
Converting The Feminist Ch3
I awoke to the darkness of my new room. I glanced down to find, sadly, my ankle was still cuffed and linked to the bed. I felt like a prisoner locked up in a private prison. Before Blake left for the evening to go to bed he had been kind enough to leave me a blanket to accompany the pillow that had been here originally. I clung to the polyester sheets tightly, my only source of warmth in an otherwise freezing room.
Thoughts of my situation rumbled around in my mind. I found myself trying to justify Blake’s actions. I always had a knack for playing devil’s advocate, but I never thought I’d end up doing it for this situation. Unbiasedly, I weighed my pros and cons to destroying the ideals I’ve always believed in just to be the wife Blake wanted me to be.
Cons were easy to discern. My pride and my dignity would be thrown out completely if I caved. The pros were a bit more complicated. Foremost, if I submitted to Blake, I’d get the man I fell in love with back, so to speak. A bonus was that I’d never have to work a day in my life. There was a bit of sting to not being allowed the freedom to work anymore, but it still wasn’t as bad as I initially thought.
Floating
Feeling the gentle waves rock me, lulled and fading into a dreamy state.
I find my mind wandering to you.
My thoughts mirroring the inky depths below.
I imagine the current swirling below, light and tormenting not too far below me, but an undertow deeper that feels untamed and well…dangerous.
I find myself unconsciously holding my breath…wondering at the folly of falling for you. Is this attraction I feel really wise?
I know I want you, on a primal level that creates a hunger that can’t be sated.
I imagine you behind me, holding me tight, whispering sexy messages softly into my ear.
Your mouth moving slowly down my neck as I involuntarily feel myself push back into you, and as I do this, I feel the lilo move and water flow under me.
I momentarily shiver, exactly as I would as you continue to kiss and lightly bite my neck, whilst one arm continues to pull me close, and the other lightly flick and squeeze my left nipple. I imagine you gradually squeezing harder and more urgent.
I lightly moan, which only encourages you.
WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 68 Cuming of Freedom Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)
“Sun, surf and pink sand” boomed from the beach stage as Clarissa scanned the crowd for Angie. “Where are you my little Dom” she said with a giggle. “Ok, next let me look on the beach” Clarissa wanted to find her, wanted to taste her in the worst way. “Bingo” Clarissa spotted Angie. “Mmm, just resting I take it” massaging her own cunt. “Now to sneak up on her and take that beautiful pussy by surprise” moving fast cuz much like the beach party was ramping up the sun was quickly setting. Kicking off her thongs Clarissa headed for the water, “Hard sand almost gives me the thrust into her..” the image of Angie’s pussy flooded Clarissa’s mind. “..I must move fast” resisting the urge to touch herself. Even though twenty yards separated Angie from the water, Clarissa’s mouth begun to water. Smiling cuz this day has gone so fuckalishious for her, this mornings surprise fucking (Clarissa’s body shook) and now the opportunity to sink her lustful tongue into a unsuspecting yet willing cunt. Her foot falls where silent (dropping her thongs in the sand), her pussy ached for a touch. Diving onto Angie’s beach blanket, arresting the legs that would otherwise be a way to escape. Sinking her tongue so straight, so deep into that beautiful freshly waxed pussy. Licking it with the tongue all in as the first fuckworks burst overhead. The speakers from the beach stage blared, “Welcum to the ‘Fuck on the Sands’, now for the next half hour kick your legs up for a pussy licking good time!” Clarissa was doing just that even Angie’s pussy agreed as a torrent of cum came rushing down. Angie’s body rebelled lifting her shoulders from the sand as her hands sprung out to sink in the sand. Locking onto Angie’s cunt was not hard, Clarissa’s lips covering her clit and hood. The suction although light made the next orgasm that much easier as Angie’s body reacted to the onslaught. Forcing her legs up and over, using her strength to even up the score. Clarissa now had the perfect pussy for the perfect face fuck. Still licking deep in her pussy, Clarissa’s head jerked up, her tongue spanking the clit with great accuracy. It paid off as the next five claps sounded over head. From the angle that Angie was at the fuckworks illuminated Clarissa’s ass with a rainbow of colors. Short lived as Angie’s view was Clarissa tongue lashed back down sending Angie into another spazmatic orgasm. Tagging her asshole with the precision of a viper. “Fuckkkkkk Mmmmmmmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss..” Angie screamed as the next barrage of fuckworks exploded in the sky. Unable to squirm out of the position Clarissa had Angie in the next orgasm came hard and fast. Angie’s stomach tightened as her shoulders came off the sand dragging her fingers back towards her. “Ooooh fuckkk yesss Ooooh (looking for a way to break free) Ooooh nOooOoooOooooo (hips trying to buck as Clarissa’s tongue darted back to her asshole) OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” the decision has cum. “Do you, Angie Everheart want to have your pussy licked by a.. (the look of discuss) Sub or do you want to command it” that speech, the same one that she gets every time she goes home flashed through her mind. The cascade of sand that errupted from both sides of her. The flash of the midway fuckworks illuminated the Sandy Beach, illuminated the cascade of sand turning it into a brilliant rainbow of colors. Angie made her decision. Wrapping her hands around Clarissa’s head pulling her closer so that the next lick would be devastating. Clarissa’s tongue darted out, sinking in fast as the skin parted. Angie’s orgasm had already begun even though the last one was far from over. Clarissa’s tongue sinking deeper then before, skinning past all the g-spots. Causing the eruptions on a catastrophic level, Angie’s body started to spaz out. Her asshole clenching around Clarissa’s fingers, her pussy cuming like never before while Clarissa rubbed her clit. Whipping her tongue out as it ended, flaring the sides of her tongue to impact the most orgasmic onslaught. Angie’s response, “Ooo.. … …. …..” her body twitching in a orgasmic mess. “There will be a break while the Silk Stocking Fucks Department set up for the next fifteen minute show. Please everyone pick up your drinks to stay hydrated during this wet orgasmic time. Now let’s put our legs up for the Vamps!” Once again blared from the speakers on the beach stage.
WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 67 Steamy Fingers Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)
“Good morning Silk Stocking this is your easy lay hard thrusting station 106.9 Dirty Mix! Today is your time to celebrate your freedom..” Clarissa’s eyes popped open. “Oh shit, don’t I have something down at the paper” this question daunted her as she drug herself into the moaning room. The clean smell of water streamed from the shower head, “Good morning Clarissa it will take two minutes to reach the optimal temperature.” “What I wouldn’t do without you saibbi” she said still with sleep in her eyes. Letting the water wash over her as scenes from last night’s extracurricular activities started to flash through her mind.
The warm embrace of another Sub. Their tongues found each other as they gently tasted each other’s boundaries. Pushing her advantage, Clarissa already knew what she wanted. Pulling Cindy’s hands above her head as she squirmed from the cold tile backsplash of the shower. The steam playing tricks on Clarissa’s mind as it mist enshrouded in the form of fingers that caressed her triple S’s. Over powering the gentle kiss with dominance as her other hand pressed on the short pubic hairs that lead to Cindy’s pussy. Breaking the kiss, Clarissa whispered, “I am going to make you cum saying my name.” Not even giving Cindy any time Clarissa spanked her pussy with two fingers. Teasing her with the apprehension of a kiss, being only a tongues length away. Clarissa’s hot breath was all it took for Cindy’s hips to buck. Pulling Cindy’s wrists down , Clarissa’s tongue wrapped around the left nipple. “Ohhh yesss..” escaped Cindy’s lips as cum ran down Clarissa’s hand. “I can’t hear you” Clarissa whispered sounding like she was right there in Cindy’s ear. Cuffing the now hardened nipple with Clarissa’s white cuffs. Waiting for the gasp.. “Ahh, (the third finger was introduced) yesss yesss.. Ooo” Cindy could remember who this raving beauty was in front of her butt all she wanted to do is orgasm. Clarissa’s body trembled at the thought of Cindy’s hot body jerking, feeling the barren of no pubic hairs, the lips that started from nothing, the jerk of her own hips as she touched her own clit. Pulling on the seized nipple. Stretching the double D tit out as her fingers targeted one more g-spot. “Ohhh fuckkk.. Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm” Cindy moaned as Clarissa took her to the next level of enjoyment. Feeling the same tits dragging up her back as the hot steamy water cascaded over body, “Mmm, Cindy if only you..” that name, the feelings Clarissa’s hips jerked in response. Dragging her fingers to her mouth. Sucking the cum from her twin digits. “I never knew..” being man handled in the shower. A kiss much like the one from last night butt the roles where reversed. Submitting to the surprise kiss, the shower tiles stung as Clarissa’s back was pressed into to them. A greedy mouth attacked her right nipple. Pulling it out, away from her body. “No.. no, please Ooooh fuckkk yesss Ooooh.. … Ooooh yesssssssss” hips flexing in a sporadic movement, cum running down her legs. The water blinding Clarissa to who was finger fucking her. Knowing that Pixel was spending today at her boy toys place, Angie was rock’en it on the beach until tonight when they would hook up. “Ooooh fuckkk yesss.. OooOoooOoooo fuckkk Mmm.. (taking short breaths) … Who.. this” Clarissa begged as fuckworks where beginning to lift off inside her head. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh my fuckkk (searching through her memory for that one glimpse of who this could be) OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss” Clarissa’s cunt was not used to being fingered by some.. “Ooooh fuckkk Cindy (Clarissa’s hips bucked hard at the mere mention of Cindy’s name)” Clarissa called out. “Mmm, very good my babe” raking the hair from Clarissa’s face. Gripping the back of her head, pressing their lips together in a passionate deep throating kiss.
WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 66 Dildo Emporium Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)
Tonight on Titalicious will she find the treasure or something else..” Clarissa started to browse the pantieweb in search of something to watch. Her fingers clicking away at the keys, “Man I just can’t sleep tonight, Ahh!” Checking the time in the lower right hand corner, “Dam it only one and..” her eyes being pulled on to the screen. “What’s this (rubbing her clit)? This place looks..” watching as the locations started to flash across the screen. Lingerie, Lips, River Grove and “Our newest location Silk Stocking.” “What, there is a store here!?” Did she just blurt that out, “Mmm, let me see if I can.. Ooo yeh” pressing thrust on her Bullet Vibraphone the commercial started again. “Dildo Emporium brings you the best deals this side of the cock. From the standard to the elite, manual moaning to auto thrust. Yea, I (a twenty something female with C cup tits) was a little concerned about the size of my boyfriend’s cock butt thanks to Dildo Emporium’s customer relations I now crave his cock and my final toy.. both at the same time (riding her boyfriend while taking her toy deep in her ass). Now our store is not for everyone if you just like the real thing then please don’t bother cuming butt for those of you who like adventure we have it all! Every dildo is made from silk flesh a polymer that flees just like flesh. My (a twenty one year old guy) girlfriend told me about Dildo Emporium and there selection on real flesh pussy’s was amazing. While I was there I searched and found the p-spot ultimate probe now my girlfriend is having troubles keeping up with me! We have it all cocks, pussy, assholes, g-spot, p-spot you name it and we have it! Even custom jobs from our employees who know how to please you. Cum by Dildo Emporium today at the following locations. Lingerie, Lips, River Grove and now in Silk Stocking see you today!” Barely remembering to turn off her video feed before slipping it into her purse, Clarissa’s eyes and pussy wanted something more then just her old dildo.
Standing in front of the store, lights on with every style of dildo on the market blazing in her eyes. “Now watch there” pulling on the silk skin handle.. the door opened. “Good evening Miss may I help you” middle aged hot as hell woman approached Clarissa, she was wearing the store’s logo on her blouse, a shadow cock with cum dripping from its head. “First timer (interlacing there arms together as they walked into the showroom) are you tired of your old dildo, hun. Has it gave you it’s last orgasm only after twice as long. You just sit those pretty Triple S’s down there and let me get a few toys for you to try” Melania said helping Clarissa sit back and relax. “Wow everything is so bright and clean” staring in wonder in every direction. “I Ohh I Ooooh.. … Yesss” letting out a shaky breath as the next wave came out of no where. “Ooooh yesss Ooooh Mmm goddess (Clarissa’s pussy convulsing one way, her hips thrusting the other) OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk..” Clarissa just came in the moment’s notice. “You like the feel” Melania whispered. On her knees, getting ready to thrust a fake cock deep into Clarissa’s dreams. “Yes yesss yesssssssss.. …” trying to catch her breath. “Perhaps this one” Melania whispered barely over the hum of the vibrator. Sinking it so deep into Clarissa’s naughty zone that only cum could reply. The bunny ears attacking her clit as the dildo rotated grinding the hundred balls in the shaft. “Mmm.. let’s try this one. It is popular with the collage girls” Melania cooed. Gripping the arms of her seat, cum flowing around the rotating thrusting head, “Ooo fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm yesssssssss..” “A deep thrust is cuming” Melania whispered, Clarissa gathering every word butt the only thing on the return is, “OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmmm.. fuckkk fuckkk.. Fuckkk!!” Clarissa wettest dream was cuming true, a dual vibrator. One for the pussy, one for the ass. “Or if your real naughty we could go for the next one, the super deluxe with a wide cock to fill you up (the feeling of a very large head squeezing into her tight hole), the rotating, thrusting head complete with the hundred balls to massage every inch of your pussy (Clarissa could feel the rotating thrusting head). Now I would be a fool (the pressure on her backdoor was just for a second as both holes started to get filled) not to mention the anal probe as it rotates while vibrating. Do you feel your pussy stretching, your asshole getting wider with each orgasmic bump” Melania paused as Clarissa started to shake. “Yesssssssss.. … … OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm.. … …” was Clarissa’s only answer. “Now the rabbit ears have sex different settings here is one” Melania pressed the triple vibrator in all the way. “Can you feel the constant buzzing now let’s go to.. three” Melania said butt Clarissa was in heaven and didn’t hear what Melania or anybody else was saying. The thrusting of the dildo, the joys of the anal toy as the rabbit ears took Clarissa beyond the gates of heaven.
“I’ll take (having trouble standing up) the … one with the triple (falling before she made it to her full height) the.. the last Ooooh” Clarissa was having flash backs of past orgasms. “Very good choice. As a matter of fact I have already packaged it up for you seeing how much you came determines which one is the best fit. That will be one hundred sextons, Ohh and as a bonus I have put in a fifty percent off coupon in there for your next visit” Melania said as Clarissa handed over her orgasm card. “I know this is expensive butt well worth it. Thanks I will be back with my girlfriend’s (Oh my fuck what did I do, I just bought a hundred sexton dildo.. now I must go home and use it!!)”
100 Fucking Words [F, masturbation]
***A 100 word dirty story based on a word from a random generator…***
**Word = Corn**
The collection of vibrating gizmos overflowing from Phoebe’s nightstand was impressive. She came to the hum of a Hitachi, the whine of a long, thin stick like an antenna, the buzz of a plug-in with numerous attachments, and novelty vibrators in amusing shapes- unicorns, whales, butterflies, and bunnies all tickled her bits. But her favorite was an unassuming ear of corn, with ridges that massaged her inside and a soft, pointed end that caressed her clit sweetly. After she screamed her orgasm, the corn lay on the covers as though abandoned at a picnic, its kernels buttered with her juices.